In the wilderness of Youzhou, the Yellow Turban Army made a temporary camp.

Cheng Yuanzhi took several Qushuai to drink and have fun.

Holding the exquisite wine cup he had just snatched, he said angrily:"Damn the powerful clan!"

"My family is so rich, but they don’t share even a little bit with me, a poor person!"

"Poor people are starving to death on the roadside, and those bastards don't even look at them"

"Damn it!

Deng Mao on the side echoed loudly:"It's not good!""

"Those powerful people don't care about the life or death of our sharecroppers!"

"In one day, you fucking know how to let us work"

"Work from dawn to dusk"

"Just give me a bowl of porridge"

"Take them all to the Prince of Hell!"

"Now, let’s follow General Tiangong and kill them all!"

"Steal their money, eat their food, and sleep with their women!"

The roar attracted everyone in the big tent to respond, and the shouts were loud for a while.

Several Qu Shuai drank several glasses of wine, and Cheng Yuanzhi, whose face was red with wine, ordered:

"Deng Mao, tomorrow you will lead ten thousand soldiers to attack Zhuojun."

"I will lead my own army towards Jicheng."

"When you and I take over Youzhou, we will kill all the rich clansmen!"

Deng Mao patted his chest and assured:"Don't worry, Mr. Qu Shuai!"

"We will definitely capture Zhuojun and contribute to General Tiangong’s great cause!"

The matter was settled, Cheng Yuanzhi and his men continued to drink.

All the commanders were drunk and dreaming in the big tent. The ordinary yellow scarf soldiers outside the tent could only eat some porridge.

The poor people and refugees who were held hostage did not even have to eat..

He had no choice but to go out to look for food.

However, during the famine years, there was nothing edible.

The bark of the trees was almost eaten up.

The people could only rely on Guanyin Tuding to starve.

Qu Shuai and his cronies ate meat and drank wine.

This made the ordinary people in the team feel deeply unequal.

The people who were coerced could see more clearly the true face of the Yellow Turban Qushuai.

How was it different from the powerful clans who oppressed them?

It was just a change of name! The hearts of the Yellow Turban team were floating.

……

At the foot of Zhuojun City.

Deng Mao and his soldiers cursed loudly

"You son of a bitch, get out of here and surrender!!"

"If you can't hold on any longer, we will kill your whole family when the Yellow Turbans break through the city!!"

The loud roar shook the entire county.

The governor of Zhuojun standing on the city wall was full of panic.

The number of Yellow Turbans who came to attack the city was more than he expected!

At a glance, there were nearly ten thousand people under the city. It was so densely packed that it was really scary..

If the city is breached by this gang of Yellow Turbans, the city will definitely become a hell on earth.

You can imagine what the unconstrained Yellow Turbans can do with your feet!

It will be absolutely tragic!

Even so, they cannot surrender.

Those Yellow Turbans must not mean what they say. Words.

Surrender is also a dead end.

It is better to hold on and wait for help!

The governor of Zhuo County immediately mobilized the people in the city to help defend the city. The men in the city climbed onto the city wall carrying various farm tools.

They also knew that if the Yellow Turbans attacked the city, their families would be slaughtered.

They must be firm. Defend the city

"Damn it!"

Deng Mao looked at the increasing number of people on the city wall and immediately ordered an attack on the city.

The city wall of Zhuojun was not very tall.

The simple ladders that had been built long ago were carried on the shoulders of the Yellow Turban soldiers and carried to the bottom of the city to move closer.

Then the Yellow Turban soldiers moved up. Then they began to climb the ladder to attack the city.

After breaking the city, they could plunder for three days!

They could have enough to eat, and if they were lucky, they could also loot the gold and silver treasures of the damn powerful in the city!

The first ones to go into battle were poor people and refugees who had no enough to eat.

In order to The rations attacked frantically.

The pressure on the city wall suddenly doubled.

The governor of Zhuo County went into battle in person and chopped people with knives.

The defenders and the Yellow Turbans fought in various places on the city wall.

Screams and blood arose.

Some defenders were cut in two and fell to the ground. The people on the ground stared at each other.

A yellow scarf was pushed off the city wall and smashed into a puddle of meat.

One side wanted to survive to eat, and the other side wanted to protect the children in the city. They all fought to the death with all their strength!

There were heavy casualties.

The battle was extremely brutal!

"Keep attacking!"

Deng Mao stood far away from the city wall, holding a long knife in his hand and yelling loudly.

"Supervise the battle team and support me!"

"Whoever dares to run back from the city wall will be beheaded immediately!"

Under the supervision of the Yellow Turban soldiers, even though the siege battle was extremely fierce, no one dared to escape. The

Yellow Turban soldiers were more ferocious than the enemy!

The siege battle continued, and the Yellow Turbans relied on their large numbers to gradually gain ground on the city wall. Take the initiative. Zhuojun is crumbling!

On the city wall, the governor of Zhuojun is so tired that he can hardly lift the knife in his hand. He is breathing heavily.

However, the yellow scarves keep pouring up the city wall, as if they are endless.

They can’t kill them all no matter what!

Next, Deng Mao, the commander-in-chief of Qu, was so excited that his hands were shaking.

The city of Zhuojun was destroyed, with only one breath left!

"Give it to me again!"

"Tell the soldiers that as long as they work harder, all the gold, silver, food, and women in the city will be theirs tonight!"

The stimulated Yellow Turban soldiers launched a new round of fierce charge.

Seeing the sweeping offensive, the Zhuojun prefect on the city wall looked up to the sky and sighed, despairing!

"Zhuojun is gone!"

Before the roar ended, he suddenly saw a plume of smoke rising in the distance in the wilderness.

Although it was not big, it was extremely conspicuous.

"cavalry?!"

The governor of Zhuo County keenly detected the differences in the coming team.

"Reinforcements!! He pointed the knife into the distance in the wilderness and shouted:

"Wait and see!"

"Our reinforcements are coming!!"

"Please cheer me up!"

"Kill the Yellow Turbans!"

"Zhuojun will definitely survive!"

Below the city, Deng Mao, who was in excitement, roared:"Damn it!"

"How could reinforcements come at such a critical moment?"

He had no choice but to suspend the siege and lead his team back to deal with the reinforcements.

"That is……?"

Deng Mao, who had just assembled his team, first saw a white horse.

It was carrying an extremely eye-catching young man.

"Damn it! What a handsome knight!"

Deng Mao cursed angrily.

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